The deed will be accomplished with the least amount of bloodshed possible, and, if possible ..., we'll save all the souls and send them happily off to their abode.

The farce is finished. I go to seek a vast perhaps.

Believe me, 'tis a godlike thing to lend; to owe is a heroic virtue.

A crier of green sauce.

If you wish to be good "Pantagruelists" (which is to say, live in peace, joy, health, and always dining well), never put too much faith in people who look out through a hole.

Strike the iron whilst it is hot.

Death is the vast perhaps.